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I want the head of this woman
and the person who spared her.

- I need a cleaner.
- You did well, Charlotte.

- You're not really a lawyer.
- About Arthur...

- ...he should see someone.
- I guess we can try.

- You can speak or not, your choice.
- What do you want to know?

So, you're a poker champion?

- I think I've found a way.
- To do what?

To make her relapse again.

- Who do you work for?
- Your mum.

I only want to protect you.

Like you protected me.
I will never forget. Ever.

- Are you certain it's him?
- What do you want?

- His assassin's business card?
- What about her?

- I've assigned one of my best men.
- Ten days. No more.

- What can I do for you?
- Bring me what I want, I'll make you rich.

If something happens to Lauren,
you'll lose me forever.

THE HUNTER

Mr. Rossander,
what can I do for you?

Vassili Rossander,
banker from Luxembourg

Julia Duprat? Mrs. Clean-Hands?

As you may know,
her bill to abolish bank secrecy...

...will be presented
at the end of the week.

Yes, I know.

Her fierceness may threaten
shell companies...

...tax havens and other ways
to get unofficial funds.

As an MEP,
she should know better.

Money laundering is
the lung of our economy.

Now I understand why...

...such an illustrious banker
is gracing my office

If this unfortunate law was voted
on next week in Parliament...

...the first victims would be the mafiosas...

...who benefit from bank secrecy.

So why not let them take care of it?

Because taking care of it is not enough.

If Duprat was to disappear mysteriously,
it would be detrimental.

She'd become a martyr.

Such a public scandal would
cost us a lot of money.

Indeed. So many causes
worth fighting for.

If you don't mind my saying,
I'd been told your intellect...

...was compatible with our interests.

An intellect worth 300,000 euros?

Considering the interests

- Here is the file.
- Thank you.

- Sure you're still okay about Arthur?
- It was my idea.

- I forced you a little.
- I told you it's fine.

You wanted me to get to know him,
now we have the time.

He tends to skip breakfast.

- And don't let him stay up late.
- Come on, be cool.

Enjoy! New York with your lover,
that's great!

She has no bodyguards.

Never felt the need for them until now.

But still, she's very cautious,
especially these days.

No eating out, no talking to the media,
just work, work, work.

Getting to her will prove difficult.

- I'm sorry, but no.
- No?

No. I can't do this to Lauren,
I've done enough already.

But if the law passes, no more secrecy,
no more offshore accounts.

How else will we launder all this cash?

I don't know, ask Charlotte.

Charlotte is too feeble, it's too risky.

- Postpone your trip, it's only ten days.
- I can't

Do you get the importance of this job?

Our survival is at stake.

As for Lauren, no matter
what she says...

...you'd be less charming
if you were broke.

She's not like you.

Perhaps. Try her, then.

Come on.

She is married, but not happily.
Her husband cheats on her.

And she hasn't gone home
to Toulouse in six months.

She's focused entirely on her mission.

To sum it up, failed marriage,
divorce on the way.

Battle for custody, no friends.
She's a lonely woman.

Very lonely, and isolated.

You know, it's very cold in New York.

We'll have to stay in bed a lot.

I'm afraid we'll have to postpone.
Just a few days.

My mum needs me in Brussels
tomorrow morning.

- I promise that--
- Enough, Samuel.

Don't make promises,
especially if you can't keep them.

- Lauren, the office depends on this.
- I'm sure it does.

After this case,
there'll be another one.

And for what? Even more money?

What do you think I love you for?

Just let me close this case
and then we'll go as planned.

There's always something ahead of me.

Just go to Brussels,
as your mummy asked.

But don't be surprised if I'm gone
when you come back.

Thank you. See you tomorrow.

- Hello.
- Hi. Thanks.

- You sure she's not protected?
- I'm positive.

There's a problem, then.
We have a stalker.

Samuel, the contract is clear.
If we're beaten to it, we lose everything.

- I may have a solution. But I need Alma.
- Taken care of.

It's confirmed. A small family business.

The mother writes the contracts,
the son executes them.

And Lauren spends the money.

- Get rid of them.
- Yes.

- I know how.
- I'm listening.

Samuel just moved to a building
where Julia Duprat lives too.

Julia Duprat, the MEP?

She must be his next target.

I wait for him to execute her,
catch him right there...

...then I raid the mother.

If she filmed you for Lauren's contract,
then she films everyone.

She must keep the films, just in case.

That's dozens of murders.
A life sentence.

And what becomes
of Lauren in your plan?

She finds that the man she loved was
the assassin who came to murder her.

And she commits suicide.

Pick up, Lauren, I know you're there.

You agree that he's fucking with me,
don't you?

I don't know. A high-responsibility job
can't be easy.

Everybody manages to take a break.

But he's always available for his mother
at the snap of her fingers.

- If I were you--
- You see it.

You're right. Keep him waiting.

How did your history test go?

How come you failed?

You're usually good at history.

What was it about? World War Two?

Let me talk to your dad.

Serge, I wish you'd tell the kids I--

And where were you last night?
Not home.

I'll call you back.

Sir, don't do that, it's dangerous.

You're going to fall. Can you hear me?

This is stupid, you might die.

Sir?

Please come down. Be careful!

Listen to me.

Come with me, please. And we'll talk.

- There's nothing to talk about.
- You'll be all right.

- I've lost her. I've lost everything.
- Give me your hand.

Are you all right?

Let me help you.

- Lean on me.
- I can't handle vodka.

My head is spinning.

You need to rest. I'll let you sleep.

- Okay, I'm off.
- Don't leave me alone.

Should I call someone?

Don't leave me, please.

Okay, I'll stay.

ARTIST

I didn't mean to snoop, sorry.

Sorry for what? Saving my life?

- You work in a circus?
- That photo is two years old.

I had a bad fall, so now I only juggle.

Coffee or tea?

I'm ashamed. I can't even remember
what happened.

You had a rough night.
You even cried in your sleep.

And you called for a woman,
several times. Lauren.

Sorry I got you involved in my life
and not in its more brilliant aspects.

Don't worry.

However, promise me you'll rest,
otherwise I'll worry all day long.

- I'll be okay.
- Good. I have to go or I'll be late.

- I don't even know your name.
- Julia.

Funny. My name is Julien.

Well, goodbye, Julien.

- Thanks, Julia.
- You're welcome.

Mum? Tell Alma to be ready.

- Are you okay, madam?
- I'm fine, thanks.

Thank you.

- Are you all right?
- Thanks.

- Thank you Sophie.
- It's like a Russian mob hit.

Remember that journalist run over
by a car near the Kremlin?

If the Russians wanted me dead,
I'd be dead.

If your bill passes,
they have a lot to lose.

And they're not the only ones.
Let me call the cops.

No. Don't call the cops
and stop being paranoid.

It's just a bad driver.
People get run over every day.

I hope you're right.

I'm all ears.

A client of ours
gave you a document...

...to be given to the authorities
in case of an accident.

If you say so.

This document is jeopardising...

...me and my company.

What are you getting at?

I happen to have a video recording...

...which could compromise your client.

So if we traded these documents,
everyone would be home free?

And I would grant
200,000 euros in cash.

To whoever concludes the transaction.

And in a few weeks, my client will
be found dead in some accident?

And I will feel like killing myself?

- So it's war?
- It's not us who declared it.

- What's up with Léo?
- I now know what happened.

So?

Samuel followed him home,
forced him into the Bentley...

...and threatened to kill his dog
if he didn't get off my back.

And he believed him? He's kind of naive.

But Samuel opened the glove compartment.
There was a gun in it. A real gun.

Nonsense. Your friend lives in a movie.

I swear. When he talks about it,
he's shitting his pants.

A gun. Isn't that something?

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

I just came by to thank you again
for last night.

I thought a bottle of wine
is less risky than vodka.

Come in.

I can't reach you. I assume you
are in the middle of a meeting.

Call me back when you can.

I miss you.

So? Still no news?

Do you want to stay?
We'll order something.

Sorry, I have plans tonight.

- What plans?
- A party, at some friends'.

You wouldn't like it.

Why not?

- It's a poker night.
- Ah, I see.

Don't worry,
between friends, it's cool.

- Good luck then.
- Well, I'm off.

I hope he calls back.
Did you try his hotel?

- I don't know where he's staying.
- You should call his mother.

Surely, she knows where he is.

- Yes?
- Hello Natacha, sorry to bother you.

You never bother me.
So how is New York?

You must be so happy
to be together again.

You know we didn't go
because of Brussels.

What are you talking about?
I don't understand.

What's that about Brussels?

He told me he was working
on some case in Brussels.

- Don't you know about it?
- I don't.

Then I really don't know
where my son is.

What is he doing in Brussels?

I hope I didn't make
a faux pas. Hello?

Hello? She hung up.

- I told you she had the right profile.
- I'm glad I trusted your judgement.

She is wonderful,
that Charlotte. Wonderful.

Where's your party at?

I had a neighbour, he would
take me to the circus.

I've been teaching at circus school
for a few years now.

I haven't been there much
these last few weeks.

I saw your name in the paper.

- Sorry, I didn't recognise you at first.
- It's for the best.

Usually, when people know who I am,
they run away from me.

If you're a danger to yourself...

- ...I am to others.
- I think you are very brave.

You're trying to make this world
a better place. It's great, isn't it?

But at what cost.
I've made a lot of sacrifices.

- Do you have children?
- Yes.

One day they'll understand.

You're not just fighting for others,
but for them as well.

I don't think so. They'll mostly
remember an absent mother.

An angry woman, always working.

Missing a lot of important events
in their lives.

- Was it all worth it?
- Ah no, no, no.

- You can't give up. Not you.
- You are nice.

It's nice to hear.

- More wine?
- Why not.

800.

- Do you call?
- No. I raise, double.

I was living for her.
To save her.

I thought I was strong enough.

- Save her from what?
- Drugs.

I got her clean once, but she bumped
into the guy that got her hooked.

She resisted for a while,
but drugs proved stronger.

I tried to talk to her, honestly.

But she was lying.

So one day, I followed her.

And I caught them, tripping.

I reacted stupidly, violently.
She threw me out.

Three days later, she overdosed.

You did what you could.

Yes. But I failed.

All in.

- I call.
- Me, too. All in.

So what do you have?

Sorry, I don't mean to--

No, it's my fault. I don't know
what got into me.

It's okay.

The look on their faces!

- You fleeced them! You're a killer!
- You ain't seen nothing yet.

- No feeling guilty, okay?
- Of course.

Don't worry about tonight.
I won't tell anyone.

- Where were you?
- You want to know where I was?

I played all night because
I'm tired of waiting for you.

Tired of being a fool.
Where were you?

- I came back from Brussels to hold you.
- That's funny.

Because your mother doesn't know
about Brussels.

She's the one
that sent you there though?

You're still working for her?

- What did she tell you?
- Nothing at all, actually.

I put the pieces together.

- Who were you with?
- No one. And she knew about Brussels.

Don't you see she's trying
to break us up? You know how she is.

- Why should I believe you?
- Because you know I can only love you.

Your travels, your work hours...
I've always trusted you.

I never thought you could lie to me,
but I'm not so sure anymore.

I realise I don't know who you are.

I don't know
who I'm living with, Samuel.

You want the truth?

I spend days and parts of the nights
with another woman.

Julia Duprat. The MEP.

Mrs. Clean-Hands. Heard of her?

She's introducing a bill against
money laundering soon.

The European commission in Brussels
put me in charge of checking the bill.

- So?
- Do you know what my job is?

Really?

People pay me to take care
of their problems. To find solutions.

Believe me, in the world of business,
only money matters.

They would kill for it.

My job is to find loopholes.
Eliminate the competition.

It's a fucking war. And I'm good at it,
hence my salary.

But there comes a time when life
has to be meaningful.

What does that have to do
with this MEP?

It's my first project that--

It sounds cheesy,
but it could change the world.

I work 18 hours a day on it. Because
it seems right. I believe in her.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because of New York.
I was scared you'd be mad.

So I used Natacha as an excuse.

She didn't want me to take this job,
not lucrative enough. She's mad at me.

So she takes it out on the one
I love the most, you.

I'm sorry I lied.

No, I'm sorry.

You're leaving already?

I must be in Brussels in two hours.

You know,
I didn't really intend to gamble.

I love you so much.

I'll call you.

- He's lying.
- You are awake?

He has no hotel bill, no credit card
statement from Brussels...

...no toll booth ticket
and no petrol receipts.

- You snooped through his stuff?
- You trust him, I don't.

So what does it prove?

He's carrying a gun in
his glove compartment.

- I'd be careful if I were you.
- What?

Didn't Charlotte tell you?

You can't help yourself, can you?

- Don't worry, everything's fine.
- Glad to hear it.

If it wasn't for Charlotte,
Lauren would still be gambling.

- I just wanted to open your eyes.
- They're open.

But this isn't news to me.
Lauren has no secrets from me.

- No secrets, really?
- Yes.

It's true,
you're so close, so fused.

Why don't you tell her
about your real job?

Are you afraid? Of what?

- She's officially dead.
- What is that, then?

- What do you mean, officially?
- I couldn't do it.

Don't ask me why.

You know that an unexecuted contract
is a time bomb.

Take it or leave it.

You have more to lose than I do.

- Where is she?
- There.

- We're getting married next week.
- Funny

What's up with Peszynsky?

I tried to approach him, it didn't work,
time for plan B.

Considering how much I pay you,
I demand to know more.

His lawyer has a weakness.
A family, if you catch my drift.

About Mrs. Clean-Hands,
tell Alma we're shifting gears.

It's important that Julia
asks for close protection.

- Are you sure it was the same car?
- Yes.

You must call the police.

Excuse me. Yes?

- Julia? This is Julien.
- Hello.

It's a lovely day.
How about a picnic?

- A picnic? Today?
- Is it a bad time?

No, no. Good idea.

- Give me a minute to get organised
- I'll take care of it and pick you up.

Okay, see you.

MY TOUR CARAVAN

WALKING A FINE LINE

I don't believe this gun story.

Why would he make that up?

Maybe he imagined it.

Or Léo made it up to not lose face.

Or to mess with Arthur.

If I were you,
I'd take it seriously. You never know.

- Sorry about last night, really.
- Forget about it.

By the way, where did we get to?

I think we were about here.

It's too crowded here. Let's go home.

Wait. A souvenir.

Smile.

Thank you.

What is this?

- Are you okay?
- I'm all right.

It's over now. Please ask
for a close protection.

No. I don't want to.

If I had one, they'd control everything,
we couldn't see each other anymore.

Julia, if anything happened to you,
I couldn't get over it.

What will I do without you?

We'll have all the time we want,
afterwards. I promise.

But call the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Now, not later.

I'll check the coffee.

Hello, this is Julia Duprat. I'd like
to speak to Commissioner Mesplet please.

Hello, Commissioner.
No, not so well.

Yes. About an hour ago,
in front of my building.

A man in a car. A 4X4.

Yes.

Yes, he was armed.

Yes.

No.

I think it would be reasonable
to be put under protection.

Fine. Perfect.

I'll be waiting for them.
Thank you, goodbye.

- Here.
- Thank you.

- So?
- They'll be here in an hour.

- Two night guards, two day guards.
- You should have done this long ago.

It would be better if you go
before they get here.

I understand.

When the bill is passed into law,
I'll be safe.

We'll be free.

Then I'll be patient.

- Hello. Captain Mangin.
- Hello.

Lieutenant Bellon, I'm protecting
you tonight. Mind if we have a look?

Sure, please come in.

Call us if you see anything strange.
We'll be at the door all night.

- Would you like some coffee?
- Thanks, we have our own. Good evening.

- Thank you, good evening.
- Thank you.

- This?
- Yes, that's the one.

But put duct tape around the handle.

- Yes, hello.
- How's it going?

I feel like a prisoner. I miss you.

I forgot to tell you. Thanks to you,
I went back to circus school.

- You should have seen the children.
- Wonderful.

- I'm happy, you know.
- When it's over, I'll teach you juggling.

I talked to my elder son today.
It had been too long. It felt good.

You're right. Don't let your husband
manipulate your kids.

Can you turn on the light?
I can hardly see you.

Hold on for a second.

Goodbye, Julia.

Mrs. Duprat?

Mrs. Duprat?

Look, I don't understand.

He couldn't have got inside,
there were cops everywhere.

Don't tell me you believe
it was an accident. Not you.

Catching him in the act and incriminating
his mother was supposed to be easy.

Turns out he's better than you,
Mercier. He screwed you good.

From now on, I'll do without you.

I know enough about you to bring you
down and for a long time.

So you let me finish the job.